All day I’ve toiled but not with… In learning’s golden mine And now at eventide again The moonbeams softly shine There is no snow upon the ground

The wind was rough which tore That leaf from its parent tree The fate was cruel which bore The withering corpse to me We wander on we have no rest

No coward soul is mine No trembler in the world’s storm—t… I see Heaven’s glories shine And Faith shines equal arming me… O God within my breast

Oh, thy bright eyes must answer no… When Reason, with a scornful brow… Is mocking at my overthrow! Oh, thy sweet tongue must plead fo… And tell why I have chosen thee!.

Yes, holy be thy resting place Wherever thou may’st lie; The sweetest winds breathe on thy… The softest of the sky. And will not guardian Angles send

Often rebuked, yet always back ret… To those first feelings that were… And leaving busy chase of wealth a… For idle dreams of things which ca… To—day, I will seek not the shado…

It was night and on the mountains Fathoms deep the snow drifts lay; Streams and waterfalls and fountai… Down the darkness stole away. Long ago the hopeless peasant

The night is darkening round me, The wild winds coldly blow; But a tyrant spell has bound me, And I cannot, cannot go. The giant trees are bending

How beautiful the earth is still, To thee —how full of happiness! How little fraught with real ill, Or unreal phantoms of distress! How spring can bring thee glory, y…

Come, the wind may never again Blow as now it blows for us; And the stars may never again shin… Long before October returns, Seas of blood will have parted us;

Riches I hold in light esteem; And Love I laugh to scorn; And lust of fame was but a dream That vanished with the morn: And if I pray, the only prayer